The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

Nan Jinghe didn't suspect anything. The lock was quite old, so it was normal for it to break.

He looked around, probably remembering the truth behind his uncle's death, and felt a little sad.

Finally, he took another look at his uncle's photo and said, "Youyou, let's go out. We still have to go to the cemetery to pay our respects."

"Okay, let's go." Nan Jingyou also withdrew his gaze from the photo and walked out the door.

The room was locked again, as if separating two worlds.

Cemeteries in rural areas are usually located in private fields or on hilltops.

Nan Jingyou's grandparents, uncle, and the child of Nan's father and mother who died young are all buried on the back mountain not far from the old house, about twenty minutes' walk away.

The family walked towards the back mountain with paper money and incense sticks, and met an acquaintance on the way.

"Hey, Brother Huaizhou, Sister Jingshu, why are you back? Are you going to worship your parents?" A middle-aged couple in their forties happened to meet the group.

One of them was carrying a hoe, the other was holding a sickle and carrying a backpack. They were both surprised to see the Nan family coming back.

Especially, there were four extremely handsome men following Nan's father and mother.

"Sister Qiaoer, let's bring the children back to pay homage to our elders." Mother Nan was also very happy to meet an acquaintance.

The woman called Qiao'er looked at the four handsome guys behind Nan's mother several times before she could barely recognize the two brothers Nan Jingyou.

"You must be Jing and Jingyou, right? I haven't seen you for several years and I almost didn't recognize you. How come you are getting more and more handsome?" The woman became more and more envious the more she looked at you.

She had never seen anyone in the village more beautiful than the Nan family.

The Nan Jingyou brothers did not have a deep impression of the couple. Except for living in their hometown for a period of time when they were young, they have been living in the city ever since then.

They only go back to their hometown to visit their grandparents during the Chinese New Year and other holidays. After their grandparents passed away, the number of times they went back to their hometown was even fewer, so they are not very familiar with the people in the village.

However, after being introduced by Nan's mother, they both politely called him "Auntie Qiao" and "Uncle Zhang".

The simple couple laughed happily.

After a brief reunion, the group continued walking up the mountain.

However, Nan Jingyou looked at the backs of the two people with a thoughtful expression.

After thinking for a while, he asked out loud, "Mom and Dad, Aunt Qiao and Uncle Zhang are still so young, why do they stay at home and farm? Can they make money?"

Along the way, most of the people he saw were elderly people and children, and there were very few middle-aged people. It was estimated that most of the young and middle-aged people chose to work in the city.

Most of the people in the village should be left-behind elderly and children.

That's why he felt confused when he saw Aunt Qiao and her husband.

Nan's mother didn't think much about it and answered as she walked: "Your aunt Qiao's family has two elderly people, both of whom are not in good health, and the youngest child is still in junior high school, so they dare not go out."

"In the past few years, they contracted some land to plant fruit trees, and they make money every year by selling fruits. Although they don't make a lot of money, it's enough to support the family. Your uncle Zhang also occasionally goes to the county to do some odd jobs."

Nan Jingyou suddenly realized.

As they were talking, they were almost at the cemetery. Looking down at the small village from a high place and breathing the fresh air of the mountains and forests, an idea popped into his mind.

Perhaps his thoughts were too strong, Xiaobai, who had not shown up for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Host, do you want to invest in building a hot spring village?"

Nan Jingyou hesitated and said, "I do have this idea. After all, this is my hometown. I have too much money to spend anyway, so I might as well do something meaningful."

He also felt that this investment was worthwhile. The reason why the hot spring village was called this name was because there were several hot springs on a mountain in the village.

I heard from my parents that a big boss had come to the village to investigate before, but after a series of evaluations, he found that the money to be invested far exceeded his budget, so the plan to develop the scenic spot was shelved.

Moreover, the village not only has hot springs, but also has a very good environment, with mountains and flowing water, fresh air, lush trees and clear rivers.

He just had a preliminary idea in his mind that if the hot spring village was developed into a scenic spot, it would be a typical health resort.

Xiaobai replied, "That's perfect. Host, you just triggered this random mission. If you accept, Xiaobai will provide you with 100 billion Chinese Yuan as investment. When the 100 billion is used up, the system will evaluate the future development potential of the hot spring village. If the potential exceeds 100%, it means the mission is successful, otherwise it fails."

"Then the punishment..." Before Nan Jingyou finished speaking, Xiaobai said, "There will be no punishment for failing this mission, please rest assured, host."

"That's great, then I will definitely accept it." Regardless of failure or success, at least the living standards of the hot spring village will be much better than before.

And he is confident that he can successfully develop the hot spring village.

Once the hot spring village is successfully developed, the arrival of a large number of tourists will inevitably boost the surrounding economy, and even Tongyang County and Anshi will be able to benefit greatly.

His heart was actually very excited when he thought about being able to contribute to his hometown. Perhaps he could become a well digger in his hometown in the future, benefit the village, and become the pride of his parents and everyone.

Xiaobai: "Okay, then Xiaobai wishes the host good luck."

"Youyou, why are you standing there like an idiot? Hurry up, mom and dad are almost here." Nan Jinghe shouted, bringing his thoughts back to reality.

"Coming." He replied loudly.

The sun was shining brightly when the group finally arrived at the cemetery.

"Hey, who has come to pay tribute to Zhian?" Father Nan looked at the two bouquets of dried flowers and some offerings in front of Uncle Nan's grave and fell into deep thought.

Nan Jingyou stood next to Nan's father with a complicated look in his eyes.

In front of the tomb was a bunch of lilies and a bunch of roses, which had long turned into dried flowers under the sun.

There was a pile of burning ashes next to it. I don’t know what was burned. It was a huge pile that could at least fill half of a basket.

If it was paper money, his uncle would probably not be able to use it up in two lifetimes in the underworld.

Nan Jinghe had a gloomy face, and he obviously guessed who it was.

He couldn't think of anyone else except Rong Huan.

"Dad, this might be my uncle's old friend. Let's do business first. None of this matters." Nan Jingyou patted his father's shoulder and gently changed the subject.

He didn't want Father Nan to know about Rong Huan and his uncle. It was all in the past, and letting him know would only add to the sadness.

Anyway, it is estimated that Father Nan will never have any interaction with Rong Huan in this life.

"Okay, I'll listen to Youyou." Father Nan waved to Nan Jinghe again, "Jinghe, bring the incense, candles and paper money over here, and burn incense for your grandparents first."

Following Nan's father's instructions, everyone else started to move, and You Che and Jiang Xiran also followed to help.

For a moment, the cold cemetery became extremely lively.

A breeze blew by, and the curling smoke was carried away by the breeze. Perhaps, the relatives far away in the world could really receive the incense.

After the worship was over, the group prepared to return. Nan Jingyou looked back at the small grave and said hesitantly, "Mom and Dad, why don't you leave first? I want to talk to my brother alone."

There were a lot of people around just now, so it was difficult for him to say those words, and he was afraid that his parents would think too much.

Mother Nan opened her mouth, as if she had something difficult to say, but in the end she smiled and said, "Okay, Youyou, then remember to come down early. We'll wait for you at the old house."

"Okay, mom." Nan Jingyou nodded.

After a while, Nan Jingyou and You Che were the only ones left in the area.